repost everynyan no family guy
I never sleep with my foot out. Not because on afraid on monsters. But because I'm afraid Dylans ghost will try to suck on them.
I wish they were girls instead
the nights of Irkutsk were famillar-- nothing ever changed that much. While that statement may apply to the weather, it did not apply to the nature of the relationship between two teenage boys; Nikita Lytkin and Artyom Anoufriev.
Artyom sat on Nikita's bed, legs spread with his jeans and boxers down to his pale ankles. he looked down on Nikita, both literally in the moment and figuratively in their odd dynamic.
Nikita, on the other hand, did not seem as confident or as content. although his facial expression didn't properly express his true feelings. his usually empty stomach churned with an odd and wicked excitement that words struggled to describe. not even his thoughts could find a way.
*insert dick sucking*
im kidding im just really grossed out by dicks
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the air seemed to hold still as Nikita held his breath, watching Artyom's dick twitch eagerly? that couldn't be right though, Artyom was much too good for that-- too good for dumb Nikita. (my back hurts).
"what are you waiting for? doom? hurry up and suck, kitja."
Artyom laughed, a wolfish grin on his face.
it was always like that, Artyom playing the big bad wolf.
Nikita was a small bunny rabbit, weak and innocent.
yet that innocence was temporary. it wouldn't last and this moment seemed to be the final nail in the coffin for that.
two pale pink lips fluttered on the tip of Artyom's dick which was already dripping with precum. (nausea im nauseous please). once more, time seemed to freeze. Nikita wrapped his tongue around Artyom's dick, causing the latter blonde to gasp and his hand shot out to grab Nikita's tangled and dark hair.
the sensation was overwhelming, every nerve in Artyom's body had set alight with a pleasure-- a horrifically sexy euphoria that he had never experienced. the birds sang and chirped in his head, musical notes and chimes tinkling in his stomach like butterflies migrating.
Nikita gasped, the mere feeling of his hot breath made Artyom nearly jump. every little touch and movement was pushing him towards finishing. it seems all that anticipation had been worth it.
how embarrassing, Artyom groaned mentally, he had thought that he'd be disatisfied with Nikita's work but his world had been flipped.
he came faster than he had ever expected to. the end.
is this a safe space to say I wrote a lime fic for me and a dead serial killer??
https://www.tumblr.com/vesna-v-irkutske/777934361867763712/sigh-the-way-artyoms-bulimic-looking-ass
Blud is NOT getting released in 2041๐ญ๐
YOU MADE HIM UPSET!!!
hi you are one of my favorite artists would you pleeease draw artyom making nikita throw up i know it's weird but i am begging you please
bet bet ๐ซก nothing too weird for me
havenโt drawn in a while so Iโm a bit rusty ๐ ty anon for this request
Iโm in love with Salvador Ramos
I need a gun
happy birthday kitja you greasy ass man
TikTok will cry n throw tantrums saying tcc kids are evil monsters who should have the fbi on their asses
then the tcc kids post this shit for fun ๐ฉ๐ญ๐
this is ur villain??? this puppyGirl ?!
Dulche/AliceVampireThoughtful and sensitive pervert tcc mootz im liturlly here
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